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Sex and the CityAnthony bags were crawling toward the city in his company— paid-for limousine, and he was offering to take her to dinner that night. "I'd love to, darling," she said in that breathless, slightly accented voice that hints at Swiss fuiishing schools and palace balls, "But I'm terribly tired. I've really just come to New York for a rest, you see? We could have tea tomorrow though. At the Four Seasons? And then maybe a little shopping afterwards. There are a few things I have to pick up at Gucci." The businessman agreed. He dropped her off in front of an apartment building on Beekman Place, took her number, and promised to call later. Upstairs in the apartment, Amalita put in a phone call to Gucci. Affecting an upper-crust English accent, she said, "This is Lady Caroline Beavers. You have a coat on hold for me. I've just arrived in town, and I'll be picking it up tomorrow." "Very good, Lady Beavers," the salesperson said. Amalita hung up the phone and laughed. The next day, Carrie was on the phone with an old friend, Robert. "Amalita's back," she said. "I'm having lunch with her." "Amalita." Robert said. "Is she still alive? Still beautiful? She's dangerous ...» |
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